Sonic Cream Rabbit Novels & Stories

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you scream.” Gripping her hips, I move her up and down on my cock, fucking her while she rides out her orgasm. “I’m going to fuck this tight cunt until I get my fill. Morning, noon, and night. Going to fill my pussy. I’ll even fuck you in your sleep until I’ve put a baby in you. I’m going to breed you, Rabbit. Hold your tits for me.”

CEDRIC I sat at the desk in my bedroom, hair still damp from the shower. A white towel hung loosely around my hips. The air conditioner blasted cold air across the room, but my skin burned hot. My phone vibrated again. I opened it instantly, and my breath caught. Message after message from Rabbit flooded in—each one bolder, more desperate. And now… she’d sent a photo. Not her face. Not her naked body. Just her hand—two delicate fingers glistening with her own slick arousal. The soft glow of her bedside lamp caught the clear fluid, making it shine. So vivid. So unbearably intimate.

Cash walked to the table near the entrance of the room, the one with all the sex toys. She selected one and then walked back, holding up a pink vibrator with two little rabbit ears that would touch a woman’s clit when the vibrator was fully inserted. It was something Willow was pretty familiar with. “A rabbit for a rabbit, yes?” Cash asked. Willow nodded. “I like the way you think.” Cash turned on the rabbit vibrator and began massaging Willow’s lower lips with it. Cash gently pushed it inside Willow’s hot, dripping hole and smiled.

The woman's restrained smile and the rabbit's scarlet, bloodshot eyes alternated before Brent's eyes. When he came back to his senses he was in the basement, with a dying rabbit under him. The poor rabbit's carotid artery had been severed when he had made an unsteady cut, and a plume of blood had spilled everywhere. Instead of smelling blood, Brent's nose was filled with the smell of rainwater and the citrusy scent of the face wash the woman had just used.

[POV: Colin Smith] Colin sprinted forward weaving around the trees, instinctively avoiding the undergrowth and bumps. After four long years, he was used to running around in the forest. The blasted animal was faster than he had thought. He had been following a thunder-rabbit for a few minutes now. They were a magical beast that looked similar to rabbits, only as big as a dog and their furs stood on ends with shades of purple. It was one of the few D tier beasts that also had a blood sack. Not only were their meat a delicacy, but a blood sack from a D tier beast could also be sold for three silver coins. Which was a lot of money for someone like Colin.

To wait for it to be over. *** “Relax, Rabbit.” He massaged between my shoulder blades to coax me. Stroking my hair over my back and waiting for the pain to subside. But there was no relaxing. I didn’t want him to move. But he began to, anyway. Swearing in rapid concession. “Oh, damn. Shit. Uh, uh, uh. Fuck!” Then he unleashed, driving into that part of me. I cried out and shoved deeper into the bed. Covering my head with the pillow to keep from screaming summoning the other two.

It’s cute and it gets the job done. After lubing up my rabbit I glide it down to my core and start to rub it up and down. It feels amazing and I feel myself getting wet. Once I’m wet enough I stick it into my core and instantly moan out Sebastian’s name. I slowly slide it in until it’s all the way in.

pop “Fuck!” I cussed out from shock. A rabbit. It was just a white rabbit, probably a pack member’s pet. I placed a hand on my chest, trying to moderate my breathing once again, also wondering why I did not smell or hear and register that it was just a rabbit in the first place. “Are you done,” Sonia stared at me with a smirk. I knew she was ready to tease me for getting a jump scare from just a rabbit. “I should ask you,” I returned the question to her, hoping we could avoid the initial discussion of my fright.

Right. First doctor didn't even see it coming. CRACK. His scream shattered the air. High. Wet. The sound a rabbit makes when the trap snaps shut. His buddy woke up pissing himself. Literally. The ammonia stench burned my nose as he whimpered, eyes darting between me and Rolin like we were fucking boogeymen. I didn't need to look to know Rolin was enjoying this. But me? I was just getting started.

“Little leaf.” Bramble stopped. His ears lowered. “Come here.” Bramble trembled. Mason could barely breathe. The false Ronan opened his arms. “You don’t have to be afraid anymore.” Bramble’s eyes filled. “You can come home.” For one terrible second, Mason thought Bramble might move. Then a tiny gray blur shot past his boot. “Mrrrp!” Cricket launched herself directly at Ronan’s face. “CRICKET!” The kitten hit the creature with all four paws.